There are gentlemen in the Three Kingdoms

"Wait a minute!"

The pottery merchant stopped Xu Zhong, then looked at Lu Su suspiciously, and said in surprise, "Zijing, I wanted to ask just now, it seems that there are not only Baiyue people sent by Tao Ying in your barbarian camp, right? It seems that there are Han Chinese, and how can there be such young teenagers?"

Lu Su smiled helplessly, and explained: "Teacher, Baiyue doesn't understand Han etiquette, so naturally the army can't use them all. After I arrived in Suzhou, I asked Sima Lang to help gather some strong Han people to join the Shanman camp. The four military marquises all served in Sheng Xian's army in the past, but they are worthy of great use."

The potter again pointed to the young man and said, "What about this? You are not old enough to join the army, right? What is this?"

Chapter 5 The Brave Boy

After hearing the potter's inquiry, Lu Su explained:

"This is a special case. This child should be a resident of the Shanyue village that I recently destroyed. The Taifu knows that most of the Shanyue villages have people who have been with Jiangnan for many years or have been captured. After bringing them back , Some of them were resettled by Sima Lang to farm, and some were homeless and able-bodied, or voluntarily, and I was incorporated into the Shanman camp, after all, the Shanman camp also needs to expand."

Speaking of this, Lu Su paused and said, "This kid should have joined the army voluntarily."

The pottery merchant smiled wryly when he heard the words: "That being said, your mountain barbarian camp is a bit of a misnomer. There are all kinds of barbarians, but it's still a pure mountain barbarian camp. Let's just call it a bastard camp."

Lu Su's face was a little embarrassed: "Teacher, please don't make fun of me."

The pottery merchant patted him on the shoulder, then walked up to the boy with stubborn eyes, and asked, "How old are you? Are you 13 years old?"

Although he knew that the person in front of him was the Taifu who could control his own life and death, the young man was still not afraid at all, and his voice did not tremble in the slightest.

"There is no thirteen, only eleven."

"eleven?"

Not only the potters, but even Guo Jia, Lu Su, Zhuge Liang and others were taken aback.

With such a big head at the age of 11, this boy is really precocious.

An 11-year-old half-grown child can almost be compared with Zhuge Liang and Sima Yi when it comes to body shape.

What did the child eat to grow up?

Sima Yi chuckled, and said, "You're lying! I think you must be at least fifteen, and eleven, why are you pretending to be tender!"

Hearing the words, the young man's face remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "Age is such a thing, there is nothing to hide. How old should I be? What good will it do me if I lie?"

Not only the size, but the indifference and maturity of this child is far higher than that of ordinary teenagers. If the age he reported is true, the pottery merchant believes that he must have gone through some inhuman painful experience to get to this point. .

Tao Shang looked at the child quietly: "Regardless of whether your age is true or not, Tao will ask you, why did you laugh at what I said just now?"

The boy raised his head and said proudly: "You are wrong, why can't I laugh?"

"Bold!" Mr. Ma said angrily: "How dare you say what the Taifu said is wrong, are you courting death?"

Guo Jia couldn't even see from behind.

These few Po Junhou are too snobbish.

Guo Jia patted Ma Zhong's shoulder helplessly, and said, "Hey, can you stop for a while?"

Ma Zhong didn't dare to say much in front of Guo Jia, he hurriedly shut up and lowered his head, but still stared at the boy angrily.

The pottery merchant was delighted when he heard the young man's words: "Tell me, what I said is wrong."

The young man looked at Ma Zhong, Jia Hua and the other four military lords, and said, "You said that they are generals, that's not right."

The faces of Ma Zhong and the other four military lords turned red all of a sudden.

The potter raised his eyebrows: "Is there any problem?"

"Of course there are problems. I can also do what they have. If they are generals, then I can also be."

When the words fell, except for a few people such as the pottery merchant, Guo Jia, and Zhuge Liang, the rest of the army and the soldiers of the Shanman camp laughed loudly.

Song Qian smiled, pointed at the child and said, "You brat, you must have drunk too much, right?"

The young man didn't take it seriously, and replied calmly: "Drinking is not allowed in the Shanman camp, besides, I'm just a pawn in charge of transporting food, how can I have wine to drink?"

The potter walked over, took the bow he had just used from Ma Zhong, and said to the young man, "Shoot ten arrows on the target from a hundred steps away, and use the same bow as Ma Jun's queen, let the young man shoot ten arrows. Let me see if what you say is true."

The boy took the bow and arrow, and said loudly: "Try it."

The pottery merchant said lightly: "Listen to me, if you are as capable as you said yourself, as capable as the four military lords, even though you are just a young man, I will use it for you, but you If you don't have real talent and learning, and you are a sensationalist, I will show your head to the public to warn the three armies."

The boy snorted and didn't speak, and he didn't seem to be afraid of the potter's killing him.

People who are not afraid of death have always been the most troublesome.

The boy just bent his bow and set an arrow very easily, and started shooting at the target.

A hundred paces away, the young man shot ten arrows in a row, nine of them hit the bull's-eye, one was slightly off, but he hit the bull's-eye one more than Ma Zhong.

All the soldiers of the Shanman camp who were present stopped laughing when they saw this, and all of them showed expressions of horror.

A mere yellow-haired boy, how could he have such first-class archery skills?

The young man threw down his bow and crossbow, walked up to the potter, and said, "I want to borrow a knife."

The pottery merchant winked at the guard next to him, and the guard brought the saber for the boy to use.

The boy weighed it with his hands for a while, then suddenly said: "It's light, change the handle and it will be heavy."

Xu Zhong, who was wielding a knife in front of the potter just now, blushed suddenly.

This saber was just played by him, this boy actually said it was light?

Aren't you despising yourself in these words?

The camp collected another heavier saber for the young man, the young man weighed it and felt satisfied, and then used it.

Chop, chop, sweep, drag!

The meaning of using the saber was actually demonstrated by this young man one by one. A heavy saber made him wield it vigorously, with incomparable power, which made others palpitate inexplicably.

The attainment of this knife skill is definitely higher than that of Xu Zhong who was just now.

Whose 11-year-old can do this level?

When he was young, the young man finished dancing his sword, and came to the rope that was thrown down in the arena. He grabbed one end, and then winked at Jia Hua provocatively.

Jia Hua was extremely annoyed, knowing that the young man wanted to compete with himself.

Although it doesn't matter if it's better or not, his boyish expression is really awkward.

If you don't give him some color, he really thinks that he is invincible in the world.